Of course, although Jiang Hao thought so in his heart, he definitely couldn't say that.

He said calmly: "It's okay, the Ming King will definitely understand something!

However, there are differences between gold and silver beards, and the sacrifice should be made of Taurus, Silver Sheep, and Copper Pig!"

Jiang Hao said this without any other meaning, he simply felt that it was more stylish when distinguished.

"Bronze Pig?

Are you talking about dolphins?”

Li Ju was shocked. It seemed that the Holy Son was quite confident in Mieming, otherwise he would not have abandoned the pig and used the title of pig.

I'm afraid I want to hint to use Zhu Ming to sacrifice to heaven.

I have to say that this is really a misunderstanding.

The reason why Jiang Hao called him a copper pig was because they had always called pigs in habit in that era.

The name "Pw" was not used a hundred or eighty years ago.

It was less than 24 hours after just coming here, Jiang Hao was not able to change his habits over the past twenty years so easily.

Therefore, naturally, I still used to call pigs and I never thought about the deeper meaning.

“Yes, it’s a pig!

Zhu... There is no need to avoid anything, anyway, Zhu Ming hasn't had a few years to live!"

When retelling again, Jiang Hao also thought that in ancient times, the current emperor's surname was Zhu, so he might need to avoid taboos.

But it should be fine. Anyway, they are rebel organizations here, so can they still pay attention to avoiding the emperor's surname?

Even if you scold the dog emperor, it shouldn't matter.

Even though everyone already knew the prophecy of this Holy Son, many people still took a breath at this time.

There is still a difference between knowing and hearing it with your own ears. Even though they are all reactionaries, their fear of imperial power is still engraved in their hearts.

Don't dare to blaspheme easily.

Unlike this saint son, he dared to speak out to sacrifice to heaven with a pig!

"The Holy Son is right. What's wrong with sacrificing the sky with a pig? If the place where King Fu lives is a little far away from us, it would be better to use his head as a pig's head to worship the sky.

After all, few pigs can raise more than 300 kilograms!"

Bi He laughed loudly on the side, echoing Jiang Hao's words aloud, and even took it a step further.

It is straightforward to King Zhu Mingfu, and the meaning of ridicule and disgust is self-evident.

King Fu Zhu Changxun has a bad reputation and is disgusted by the people.

None of the people under his rule hated him to the core, and wanted to peel and cramp him and bite him cleanly.

There are even people who are spreading the voice of the fat king among the people.

The so-called late emperor refers to Wanli, and the fat king is King Fu.

Why did King Fu cook for Li Zicheng often spread the unofficial history of later generations? I am afraid that that is the voice of the people!

I wish he could cook for others to relieve the resentment in his heart.

It can be seen that the person's ugliness is deeply hated by the world.

“It’s extremely!

We are just going to make a sacrifice to heaven with pigs!

Back then, Zhu Yuanzhang was just a beggar monk. If it weren't for the support of my Ming Cult and my brothers helped him, how could he have been on the throne!

But after he got to power, he raised his butcher knife to me, Mingjiao, and Hao ignored his old love!

Back then, my Ming Cult could not only make him Zhu Ming the world stand up, but today, he could also make him Zhu Ming the world fall!"

Li Ju's back straightened, and he let out a long breath of stuffy breath in his chest, his will was high, and he shouted loudly.

"That's right, let that Zhu Ming collapse!"

"Collapse!"

"The holy fire is bright, the holy light is shining. All my disciples work together. I pity my world, and I am helpless, and I am grateful to all things, but because of the light.

…”

After venting, they closed their eyes slightly and recited the "Great Light Record" in the "Holy Fire Sutra" of the Ming Cult with a pious look!

To be honest, Jiang Hao, who was sitting next to him, was a little confused. He didn’t understand why they wanted to chant scriptures after they said harsh words?

However, if you don’t understand, he is no exception to be by his side, and he must not be sociable!

Therefore, I closed my eyes slightly and read them with them. Anyway, the "Great Light Record" has only less than a hundred words in total, so it is easy to memorize it.

After a long time, after they recited it three times, everyone returned to their original appearance.

"Son of Holy Son, next we have to discuss the uprising. Why don't the Holy Son come into the house and talk about it? When discussing outside, I always feel that it's not that...

Safe, yes, Safe!

I always feel less at ease!”

Although I was not worried about the Jinyiwei and the Da Nei Spy on their side, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty when I was discussing the rebellion outside in the morning!

"Then go inside!"

Jiang Hao immediately stood up and walked into the house with big strides.

Li Ju and his group also walked in behind him. Li Ju also moved Jiang Hao back to the chair at the door to bask in the sun.

When you enter the house, the light will appear dimmer. If the door was not open, the light would probably be dimmer.

But there is nothing we can do about this. The windows in the house are covered with window paper, and there are no glass windows or anything else, so it is normal for the light to be dim.

Among the group of people, only Jiang Hao was a little uncomfortable, and the others were all people who lived in this environment for many years, so no one was not used to it.

Because there are not so many chairs in the house, it is impossible for everyone to sit down. In the end, only Jiang Hao, Li Ju, Hu Hai, Bi He and others could sit out.

Others are either standing or leaning on them.

But everyone got used to it, and no one said anything.

Instead, they quickly began to discuss how to revolt and what to do after the uprising?

The discussion was quite lively.

Some are even fantasizing about the success of the uprising, what can they get?

How many wives can you marry?

Jiang Hao felt cold when he listened beside him, and he was a little doubtful if his choice was correct.

Can this group of people succeed in rebelling?

Just listening to what they discussed, even if Jiang Hao had not rebelled, he knew that the words they said were not professional at all and were almost no different from ordinary peasant uprisings.

But which ordinary peasant uprising succeeded?

However, even though Jiang Hao really wants to stand up now and say that you think so wrongly, and you do this wrong, you should do whatever you should do.

However, he still managed to hold on to his temperament and sat there steadily, without saying a word or even doing a single move.

Before being recognized by everyone, and before establishing his prestige, Jiang Hao did not intend to interrupt too much, nor did he intend to interfere in their internal affairs too much.

Anyway, it’s not a matter of rebels for a day or two. The road ahead is long, so there will always be a chance to slowly break them over.
Chapter completed!